Page 72 of Ride or Dies

“When I was sixteen, I came out as bisexual to Evie, and she never judged me. She supported me when I came out to my family, telling me that the people who mattered to me would love who I loved, and the rest wouldn’t matter.” Jenna carefully separated her bouquet into three smaller ones. “And she was right.”

Leaning over the table, she handed each of those smaller bunches of flowers to us.

“I promised myself that I’d do the same for her if she ever needed it.” Jenna turned toward Evie. “This is me, fulfilling that promise.” Jenna looked back at us. “You’re on.”

Tucker was closest to Evie, like we’d agreed, and he took a step closer to her, his gaze never leaving her face.

“I told you once before that it had always been you,” he began. “And that was the truth. I think I’ve been half in love with you since we were teenagers, and even though I never thought anything would come of it, I never quite let you go. Then, over these past couple weeks, I’ve realized that I never want to. I love you, Evelyn Hayes, and I want you to be mine.” He set the flowers down on the table in front of her. “Be ours.”

I heard the murmur of voices behind us but ignored it. We knew that going public with this might cause some waves, but Jenna and Isabel had made it very clear that they supported us as much as we supported them.

Mason moved forward next. “I tried for a long time not to want you. I pushed you away, and I acted like an idiot. Then I had you and realized that I never wanted to let you go. Don’t make me let you go. Stay with me.” He put his flowers down next to Tucker’s. “Stay with us.”

Evie’s eyes met mine as I stepped forward, and the rest of the world faded away. It was her and me and my brothers. The four of us. We were meant to be together. The fact that Jenna and Isabel let us have this chance at their wedding showed that they saw it too.

“I wasn’t supposed to want you, let alone fall in love with you,” I said the words I’d practiced all night. “But that first time I kissed you, something changed in me. Something came to life in a way I never expected. And I don’t want to go back to the way I was before. I want to move forward. With you. Whatever that looks like.” I put down my part of the bouquet on top of the others. “Be ours. Stay with us. Be my partner. Be our partner. Forever.”

As I finished, we all held our breath. Mason, Tucker, and me, waiting to learn if this was enough. If we would be enough. Everyone else waited too, wondering what Evie would say.

It seemed like an eternity, but in reality, it was only a few seconds. Then she was nodding, a watery smile curving her lips as she came around the table and threw herself into my arms.

“Thank you.” I kissed the top of her head as I held her. “I don’t know what I would’ve done if you turned us down.”

“Let’s not ever find out,” Tucker said. “Deal?”

“Deal.” Evie nodded with her face pressed against my chest.

Suddenly, I realized there was something else I was hearing. Applause. Shit. I’d forgotten that we were doing this in front of a fairly large group of people. My grip on her tightened.

“Let’s find somewhere a little more private to talk,” Mason said.

“I know where we can go,” Tucker said. “Follow me.”

Less than two minutes later, the four of us were in a small break room. Tucker locked the door behind us, and it suddenly became very clear that we were alone for the first time since we’d all four had sex after the shooting at Rocky’s.

Evie took a step back from me, but her smile told me she wasn’t having second thoughts.

“We should talk,” she said.

“We should,” I agreed.

“But I don’t want to talk right now.”

She reached to her side and had the zipper of her dress halfway down before I realized what she was doing.

“I need the four of us to be together.” She let the dress slide from her body, revealing the matching strapless bra and panties, both sheer dark red lace. “It has to be quick, and I don’t even care if I get off—”

“Hell, no,” Mason said what all three of us were thinking. “You’re gonna come, sweetheart. The question is, can you do it quiet enough that all those people out there won’t know what we’re up to?”

Evie’s eyes darkened. “If we do this how I want, I think I can.”

My eyebrows shot up. “You wanna be in charge, hellcat?”

She bent down to pick up her dress, her generous cleavage nearly spilling out of her bra. After carefully draping the dress over a nearby chair, she looked back at us, a confidence in her that I hadn’t seen before.

“Two of you in chairs,” she said. “I’m gonna suck one of you off, use my hand on the other, and I want the other one fucking me from behind.”

I looked at my brothers.

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